When I was a very little girl, I followed my mother around like her shadow. She was the most beautiful person in the world. She had long brown with an 80s-perfect perm with pink heels that matched her pink lipstick. She was stunningly pretty; she turned heads wherever we went. She was also beautiful on … Continue reading About my mom
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